Chapter 192

Instead of giving Zhao Wanxi a chance to escape, Leng junao put a hook on her long arm and put a single hand around her back waist to let her breathe. Her mellow voice, full of sensibility, came low -

"only when I am with you can I feel comfortable."

If you want to let Leng Jun roam carefully, he really can't say the reason, just follow his heart.

Zhao Wanxi's eyebrows slightly frowned and glanced at him. Her lips were pale and pink. "There are so many women who can make the seventh Prince comfortable. Why does the seventh prince always pester me?"

For a moment, Leng Jun's deep eyes were silent, as if there had been no waves in Gujing for thousands of years: "I said Only you

At the end of the speech, Zhao Wanxi felt that her heart was crisp and her back waist was tight. The man overburdened her pale pink lips with lightning speed, just like a peach blossom blooming in the night wind, which instantly lit up the silence of the man's eyes, and the ink pupil burst out the dazzling brilliance of the stars.

His unique light ambergris fragrance penetrates into the bottom of his nose, and Leng junao's kisses are full of invasion and plunder.

Zhao Wanxi's hands subconsciously raised, hanging in the air, after several struggles, finally gently climbed up the man's strong back.

Suddenly, Leng junao's strength is tightened, and the woman's subtle catering makes his eagle eyes shine. Wei An's slender body seems to integrate her into his body, and the kiss is more and more hot.

With the only reason left in his head, the man slowly released her lips, deep eagle eyes overflowed the waves, breathing slightly: "Xi'er, my self-control is not as good as you think, when can you answer me?"

Zhao Wanxi breathed unsteadily and regained herself in a trance. She felt as if her cheek was about to burn.

"Well The seventh Prince is better to think about it carefully. You know my situation. What's more, you are the prince. Is marriage a joke? The Empress Dowager and the emperor are watching it! "

Is this her tacit consent? Even Zhao Wanxi herself was surprised.

All of a sudden, the man was in a state of joy. The light of the sun jumped on his black black eyelashes, vivid and charming: "as long as you relax, the rest of the things will be handed over to the king, and I will go back to the palace now."

Looking at the man galloping away in a gust of wind, Zhao Wanxi's lips can not help but gently hook up, gazing with great interest at his tall and great back gradually moving away.

If he is determined to marry her, she will marry him!

The renovated green garden is more fresh and elegant, and the green shade Wisteria is particularly beautiful.

Now, the two young sons of the second lady, Shangguan yunche and Shangguan Qinglan, have been ordered to move to Cuiyuan, where they are taught by the eldest lady Lin Qiaoyu.

Lin Qiaoyu was also born in a famous family. She was proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and the method of educating her children was 100 times better than that of the second lady. The two young masters were still blank, and they were handed over to her at this time.

Zhao Wanxi is lying on the bamboo couch in the front yard, wearing a cherry red dress. She looks like a rose in full bloom. She holds her cheek in one hand and a book in the other. The sound of reading comes from the backyard, and her lips are slightly crooked. She has to admit that shangguanyu's decision is correct. The third and fourth young masters are right to follow Lin Qiaoyu.

"Elder sister -"

Shangguan Yushu is wearing a goose yellow gauze skirt, and a wisp of beads between her forehead covers the huge scar. She looks haggard after a few days, and is coming towards Zhao Wanxi.